When he heard the introduction words "epoch-making medicine", Vigar and others couldn't sit still and tried their best to exchange their eyes.

At this time, they had already put Percy Delma, who was kicked out.

"Can you tell us what aspect of this medicine is about?" Vigar hesitated and asked after pushing his companion's eyes.

"It is not convenient to disclose it for the time being. Now I'm talking in advance, I just hope everyone will make some preparations."

"That……"

He wanted to say something else, but was interrupted again by the skeleton mask without hesitation.

"It's the same old saying, this opportunity is enough for you to work hard without asking why."

As if seeing the dissatisfaction in Vigar and others, the Skeleton Mask added: "The only thing that can be guaranteed is that your efforts will not be rewarded. From now on, 10% of the profit of the 'repair potion' will be the dividend of your efforts."

Even if we only count the present, the dividend will be almost millions. More importantly, with the development of the market, the continuous returns will only be more.

The dissatisfaction just now disappeared. Vigar and others looked at each other happily, and honestly accepted the "explanation" of the skeleton mask.

"Then it first," Skeleton Mask was also satisfied with their reaction, and gently patted his palms hidden under the sleeves of the wide coat. "Gentlemen, please wait for me outside the door, I'll come over soon."

Knowing that he was going to deal with Percy Delma alone, Vigar and others stood up understandingly and went outside the coffee shop gate.

Taking this opportunity, they exchanged real or fake experiences, and politely tested or exchanged information.

Faster than they thought, the skeleton mask came out soon, but I didn't see Percy Delma.

The Skeleton Mask handed over a piece of paper in his hand. Vigar saw the dense handwriting on it. He quickly recognized that this was the name and contact information of the contact persons of the sales channels that Percy Delma had. I didn't expect that Percy Delma would hand over his current "full wealth" so quickly.

"This thing is left to you to handle and allocate it. From today on, the area of ​​Percy Delma will be managed by the four of you."

Hearing this, Vigar felt at the same time, and had a clearer understanding of the skeleton mask methods.

The next day, when Vigar, who had divided up Percy Delma's sales network, entered the airport with a ticket, the stack of newspapers spread out on the roadside newsstand attracted his attention.

The bloody big words "The bank giant jumped off the building and committed suicide" are accompanied by a bloody corpse lying on the ground. Although there was no frontal photo, Vigar still recognized it at a glance that it was Percy Delma.

He subconsciously tightened his clothes and quickly accelerated his pace and walked into the waiting room.

In another city hundreds of kilometers away, someone is also watching this headline.

This was a handsome brown-haired man in his early thirties, with thin lips like paper, and his eyes were filled with the majesty of the superior. With his rage, the three men standing in front of his table couldn't help but sweat.

"Tell me, who can tell me, what's going on with him?" He slammed the dining table hard, shaking the knife and fork at his hand.

The three men opposite were silent.

As the third son of the current parents of the Renesson family, Magadora Renesson is known for his bad temper in the family. These three men are worried that the boss would draw his gun from under the dining table while scolding - they have seen such things before.

Fortunately, the thing they were worried about did not happen, and Magadora still remembered who was in charge of the matter. He shouted: "Call the dog days Kevin, who is asking dog days, to come over."

Kevin was soon taken to Magadora, a mustached man in his forties.

"Who did he do it!" Magadora threw the stack of newspapers directly on Kevin's face.

He is also a direct subordinate of Magadora. Because Kevin is more capable of doing things, Magadora gave him the cooperation with Percy Delma this time.

Seeing that he had smashed it, the other three men who had just been sprayed with saliva all had gloating expressions.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Kevin slowly pulled out a pistol from his pocket.

Almost at the same time, Magadora's hand fell under the dining table.

Not only was there a gun, but there were buttons. As long as you press it gently, the dining table made of special materials would stand up in front of him to form a bulletproof wall. If it weren't for Kevin's slow movement and no threatening sign, Magadora's finger would have been pressed long ago.

"What are you doing?"

"You're crazy!"...

Before Magadora could react, his three subordinates were already scolding each other.

According to regulations, it is not allowed to carry a gun when Magadora comes. This crime alone is enough to execute Kevin, but because of this regulation, none of these three men have weapons and can only shout loudly from afar.

"What are you doing?" Magadora touched the button with her fingertips, and shouted in a deep voice, "Put the gun..."

Before he could finish his words, Kevin turned the gun and pointed the gun at his own temple.

Magadora and three other men all stared in surprise.

The huge fear made Kevin's expression distort. His nose and tears kept pouring out, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something.

Then, with a loud bang, blood splattered, and he fell down straight like a big tree that had been cut down.

Magadora's throat seemed to be blocked, and he could not understand that there was anyone in this world who could force his subordinate to commit suicide in front of him. The huge fear made him unable to breathe.

Not far from this residence, Lin Jixin, whose fingers were as sharp as a gun, sneered and withdrew his hand.

I hope this lesson will make Magadora sober. He is not afraid of the mafia family. If he didn't want to make a big deal, this matter wouldn't be so easily let go. If Magadora still didn't know how to advance or retreat, he would definitely not be the one who regretted it.

Now thinking about it, including not paying attention to monitoring Percy Delma, he has made many mistakes, big or small since his rebirth. Even if he simply warned Magadora this time, he didn't know if it was the best choice.

This is related to the fact that he had only been among humans who were not proud of his life and had not been in a high position for most of his time. He did lack the vision and scheming to control the overall situation. In addition, the improvement of memory and reactions will not directly change a person's intelligence level. He has very little experience in fighting, and he may still need to learn and summarize while making mistakes.

However, he is not at all. He can afford such tuition, and as long as there is a gain afterwards, he plans to continue paying it, because he knows more clearly: No matter how scheming you are, it doesn’t matter if I can’t play with you anymore. On this earth, as long as I want to, I can kill you at any time!
Chapter completed!